September, 2005


28
Sep 05

Nintendogs!

A few weeks ago I ordered Nintendogs on eBay. I’ve been wanting this game since I first saw it previewed almost a year ago. Since I’ve had it, I’ve managed to become completely addicted.

There are three versions you can get, which each come with six different breeds already unlocked (there are about 18 breeds you can unlock in total). I got Dachshund & Friends, which comes with dachshund, pug, beagle, shi tsu, golden retriever, and husky breeds unlocked. You can have three puppies at the same time, and I currently have:

  • Margot: beagle
  • Bean: pug
  • Ziggy: labrador retriever

You can unlock new breeds by meeting with friends’ puppies who are of a breed you don’t have, by getting lots of trainer points, and probably some other ways I don’t know yet. That’s how I have Ziggy who is a breed that didn’t come unlocked with my game.

There are loads of things you can do in this game, aside from the standard Tamagotchi-type stuff (feed, clean, play with, etc). You can take them on walks around the city where they will find you presents that you can use or sell at the store, buy new puppies, put puppies into the pet hotel, teach tricks with voice commands, and enter different contests (disc, agility, and obedience). You reward your pup by petting it, and it will eventually remember what you are rewarding it for and will be able to walk further, run faster, and be more well-behaved. You get money for winning contests and you can rise through the ranks from entry class to championship. There is just so much you can do!

I think the reason I am finding this game so addictive is that the dogs are just so damn cute. I mean, seriously cute. They do cute little barks when you open your DS up too – like they are happy to see you. It’s really sad, but you feel bad for leaving them for too long. I mean, seriously. It’s pathetic, I know. They also all have very distinct personalities, which is very odd, but true.

I don’t think there are any things that are annoying or problematic with the game. The touchscreen is awesome, but with a lot of use (like with this game) you might get some little scratches on it. The microphone isn’t the best and sometimes I find that it doesn’t register my voice commands, but generally there’s no problem. The only problem I have is that no one in town has it so I never find anyone when I put it in bark mode (this is when it constantly searches for a wireless partner to play with). Maybe after it’s released officially in the UK on October 7th, ooh!

This game is totally rocking my world right now. I think you know you want to buy this game now. It’s awesome.


23
Sep 05

Dear Friends

Do any of you have Skype? I’m trying to justify a reason to use it. Surely someone from home has to use it!

Love,
Ani


22
Sep 05

Look at This Totally Awesome Website!

I simply can’t believe how totally awesome this website is!

CELEBRITY OPEN LETTERS

It is so completely rad that I couldn’t begin to imagine who would be choice enough to make it. I wonder who could be that awesome?


20
Sep 05

You Stink

That’s right. You smell really bad. When I see you walking towards me on the street, I can tell that you smell by just looking at you. You look dirty, or greasy, or you’re smoking a cigarette. I don’t know if you can tell, but I hold my breath when I walk past you.

I don’t want to smell the stench of your bacteria-infested armpits. Why should I have to pay for your poor hygiene? How hard is it to buy deodorant? Can you really not smell yourself? I find that hard to believe because I can fucking smell you, and you smell of foot-rot and cheesy privates. How someone can smell so revolting, I’ll never know.

If you are walking down the street smoking a cigarette, like it seems everyone in Manchester does, I’ll watch the direction the wind blows your smoke in and make sure I don’t stand there. I don’t want to smell your rancid cancer. I don’t smoke because I think it’s disgusting and I certainly don’t want to smell the insides of your black, tar-ridden, crusted lungs.

You’re as bad a bus. I hold my breath when I walk past them too.


13
Sep 05

My Morning Mirror Ritual

My Reflection: You’ve let yourself go, Ani.

Me: I have. I know. I don’t know what happened.

R: It was somewhere between you turning 25 and your boyfriend fattening you up with food fried in butter.

M: But, it’s delicious. And he orders takeaways!

R: And now you’re a fatty.

M: :(

R: Why don’t you go to the gym?

M: Because I’m lazy. Also, because I went for 2 months straight and I swear my ass has gotten rounder and my bingo wings flabbier since going.

R: You must be doing it wrong. User error.

M: *holds up arms and wobbles flabby triceps

R: L-O-L! Look at those babies go.

M: *turns sideways, sucks stomach in

R: See, you wouldn’t look fat if you had big boobies. It’s a rule that I just made up that your stomach should never stick out further than your tits. Yours does.

M: But that’s my small tits’ fault…

R: Maybe you should just learn to suck in all the time. Or wear one of those beige sausage skins that old ladies wear. That’d be so fucking hot.

M: *looks down at dimpled, veiny thighs

R: You should save up and get some laser surgery. Or a tan. Actually, you’re never going to get a tan. You live in Manchester! And you’re broke!

M: *wobbles ass at mirror

R: Well, hey. He likes that, doesn’t he?


7
Sep 05

Hurricane Katrina

I’ve been following the events of the past week with disbelief as they unfolded. It is incredible to see one of the most well-known American towns become a cesspit of death, filthy water, and chaos, and many others completely wiped out. I read that the extent of the damage is about the equivilent of the entire United Kingdom. That is something that I can’t really comprehend. That is massive destruction.

I’ve been reading the news and watching news clips, and waited along with everyone else for a sign that people were quickly being evacuated. It has become a colossal disaster. The US Government has let its people down in the most atrocious of ways. No one should have to wait 6 days to be evacuated from the safe house-turned-hell hole survivors were dropped off at. No one in a supposed “first world” country, the richest and most powerful one at that, should have to wait days upon days for water. No one should be told that they have to flash their breasts to the “rescuers” to be evacuated from a flooded hotel. Officials should never evacuate people to an unsafe environment, where people steal from each other, rape women and children, and murder each other. Police should never skip town and/or go looting at Wal*Mart with everyone else. It is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen. I feel so sorry for everyone affected. It is unimaginable.


2
Sep 05

New Zealand, Here We Come

I haven’t been posting much, and now I can tell you why.

A lot of stuff has been happening offline that I didn’t feel like talking about on the Internets, partly because I’m a lazy ass but also because I didn’t want to jinx it. A few months ago, my boyfriend, P, applied for New Zealand residency and I sponsored him as his de facto partner. Today we got the letter in the mail saying his application has been approved. After all this time, and a shitload of money in application fees, he will now be able to live and work, and above all, to move home with me. Yay!

My working holiday visa expires in February next year, and well, I’m getting on. Okay not really, but by the time I go home I’ll be turning 27 in a few months. I don’t own a house, and if I ever want to start a family I have to at least settle down in one place for more than a year or two.

I’m not sure if this means I want to get knocked up the duff or not. In theory, no. I mean, NO. No. No babies. UP THE BUTT, NO BABIES. But I want to own a house, I want to see my family and be a proper aunt to my neice, and be there for my awesome sister. I want to go to the beach on my lunchbreaks, and to have coffee on terraced cafes and go shopping in stores that I like. I want to drive to my parents house and watch the harbour in awe like I used to. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I really miss New Zealand and I’m sick of being in limbo. So we are going to pack our shit up (again) and move to the other side of the world and buy a house. I sound like an old biddy. Dammit.

So, the current plan is:

  1. Leave the UK start of February next year
  2. Move to Belgium for 3 months
  3. Fly to Chicago
  4. Roadtrip to Austin, Houston, and maybe to LA
  5. Fly from LA to New Zealand around mid-May
  6. Profit!!1

Benefits:

  • Less rain
  • More sun
  • No chavs

Fucking awesome.


1
Sep 05

Who Wants Gmail?

I have 100 invites for Google Mail. Post if you want an account!